I doubt not that your wit could contrive some means by which I should get clear of the walls without observation from the scouts of this villain noble.

But once in the country, I should have neither horse nor armor, and should have hard work indeed to make my way down through France, even though none of my enemies were on my track.

I will therefore, if it please you, go down boldly to the mayor and claim a protection and escort.

If he will but grant me a few men-at-arms for one day's ride from the town, I can choose my own route, and riding out in mail, can then take my chance of finding my way down to Marseilles." "I will go down with you, my son," the prior said, "to the mayor.

Two of my monks shall accompany us; and assuredly no insult will be offered to you in the street thus accompanied." Shortly afterward Cuthbert started as arranged, and soon arrived at the house of the mayor, Sir John de Cahors.
Upon the prior making known to this knight whom he had brought with him the mayor exclaimed: "_Peste!_ young gentleman; you have caused us no small trouble and concern.